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PART 4-CHAPTER 180 LUKE

The apartment felt like a cage, and | was trapped inside it, pacing back and forth, running a hand through my

hair, tugging at the roots just to feel something other than the chaos eating.alive. My phone buzzed on the

counter, the screen lighting up for a second, but it wasn't what | wanted-no update, no call from Josh.

"Fuck!" | swore under my breath, snatching the phone and dialing his number for the hundredth ttonight.

It rang.

Once. Twice.

Voicemail.

"Dammit, Josh!" | shouted, throwing the phone onto the couch. The empty sound of the dial tone cut off as the

screen dimmed again, and all | could hear was the slow, deliberate tapping of Francesca's nail file. Tap. Tap. Tap.

She sat on the couch, legs folded under her, casually filing her nails as if the world wasn't crumbling around me.

Her glossy red toes were spread apart, drying as she painted them

meticulously, her focus on anything but me. She didn't get it.

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She never got it.

"I don't understand why you're so worried about her," Francesca said, not looking up from her nails. Her voice

was calm and detached

as if she were talking about the weather or sstupid reality show she liked. "She's your ex, Luke. Why are you

calling Josh every five minutes? You need to calm down."

stopped pacing, my muscles tensed, and my jaw clenched so tight it hurt. Ex. The word madewant to punch

a hole in the wall. She wasn't just my ex. Jess was... she was everything, even if she didn't know it anymore.

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Even if she couldn't remember us.

| turned to face Francesca, and for the first tin hours, | really Mooked at her. She was beautiful, yeah-

supermodel perfect. She

was the kind of girl who turned heads when she walked into a room and made men divorce their wives for a

chance at getting with her.

But that didn't matter right now.

"You don't get it, do you?" | said, voice low, barely holding back

the storm of emotions that threatened to break free. "She's not just my ex. Jess-she's more than that. She's-"

"She's what?" Francesca cutoff, raising an eyebrow as she set the nail file down and folded her arms across

her chest. "You're withnow, Luke. You need to stop obsessing over her. If you can't, then maybe we've got a

bigger problem here." All the anger, frustration, worry-it boiled over, and | stepped toward her, fists clenched at

my sides.

"Francesca, Jess could be dead right now. Or worse. She's been

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kidnapped, for Christ's sake! And you wantto just... what? Pretend like it doesn't matter? Like she doesn't

matter?" My voice was rising, the words coming out sharper than | intended, but I didn't care.

Not anymore.

"Why does it matter so much, Luke?" Francesca's eyes narrowed, her voice rising to match mine. "She doesn't

even remember you! Hell, she doesn't even remember what you two had. So why are you acting like you're still

in love with her? What about us, huh? What abou | froze, her words hanging in the air like a dark cloud. What

about us? That was the problem. There was no "us." There was just Jess-

always Jess. The girl | could never stop thinking about, the girl | could never really move on from. The girl | was

still in love with, even if she didn't remember a damn thing about me.

Francesca saw the hesitation in my face, and that was all she needed. She stood up, crossing the room toward

me, her eyes cold and calculating. "You need to make a choice, Luke," she said, her voice like steel. "Either you

stop thinking about her, or I'm done. | can't keep being with someone who's obsessed with another woman."

My heart pounded in my chest. But in that moment, the answer was clear. | didn't want this. | didn't want

Francesca. This was a one-night stand that turned into something out of convenience. A good fuck when | was

frustrated. | was the asshole that made her believe we could be more. This was my fucking fault.

| wanted Jess. | always had.

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"Then leave," | said, my voice rough, raw. "If you're going to makechoose, then leave."

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"You wantto leave?" she asked, her voice dripping with venom. "Fine. But if | go, I'm taking the baby with

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"What... what the hell are you talking about?" | asked, my throat dry, my hands shaking.

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